The King's desire

Chapter 1

My muscles ached and burned as I  pushed them harder. I wasn't the most athletic person and you could probaby tell by the way that I was panting like a mad woman. My ponytail now looked like a comlete mess and my baby hairs were sticking to my sweaty forehead. You'd think being a wolf this kind of thing would be easy for me but no apparently I didn't get the good genes.

I was brought out of my thoguhts when I heard a voice calling out my name. I grimace seeing who it is.  Derek, a dark eyed, dark haired asshole runs up to me. Great!
" Hey why have you been ignoring me this week?" I sigh and reply " I've been busy and haven't had anything say to you" I shrug him off trying to walk away but he grabs my wrist making me turn and face him. " well I wanna speak to you, I've missed you" I cringe and try to get him off of me. He digs his nails into me and I feel my skin breaking underneath his touch. "Get off of me you're hurting me" he lessens his grip making me able to free myself. I walk a fast as possible away from him, praying that he doesn't follow me.
Derek is my dick of an ex that still thinks we're still together. I broke up with him after seeing him in bed with a girl that he claims is his mate. I'm not a home wrecker and I've got my own mate to find.
I walk into my house and see my mom and dad snuggled up together on the couch. I grab a blanket next to them and drape it over their legs. My parents are the ones that make me have hope in finding my mate. Being 20 I should've already found mine but I guess at this point I just don't have one.
I walk upstairs and plop myself in the showers. The hot water allows my muscles to instantly relax.
After washing myself I grab my towel and walk into my room grabbing an oversized t shirt and a pair of panties. Sliding the latter on. I climb on my bed, pull the duvet over me, get in and allow my warm soft bed consume me. I wish sleep was easy to overcome but after my encounter with dick was today I was more than angry but up against him I felt weak.
Self pity however was going get me no where and I was my own worst enemy. I sigh and close my eyes sinking further into the bed feeling tiredness slowly come.

I wake to feel groggy and ultimately dead. I hated mornings I never had the energy to get out of bed and motivate myself.
I hear a knock at my door and my dad walks in. " morning, get ready we need to speak to you downstairs about something, don't worry it's nothing bad" my dad smiles at me and I get out of bed wondering what's going on. I take a quick shower grabbing some black leggings and a hoodie.
I walk downstairs and feel eyes on me. I sit down at the kitchen island and my mom begins to speak. " The annual ball is tomorrow and the alpha bad requested that you be the one to represent our pack along with him and the beta." I stare gaping at them. The ball is where all the prestigious snobby wolves go. All alphas and betas are required to go and bring someone along to represent their pack before the alpha king himself. He doesn't always show so it's hit and miss going. Most go to find their mates. Going is a once in a moon goddess opportunity, however I don't think I'm cut out for it. Being around so many fake people isn't my thing. Let alone representing the pack. I don't have anything going for me I'm probably the most boring person ever.
"No," I say after realising I was silent for too long. They stare at me dumbfounded, they must have been hoping I'd say yes. "Why not?" my mother asks and I sigh to myself.
" It's not my kind of agenda and I don't fancy being around that many people" I'm not much of a people person. "You have the chance at meeting your mate" my wolf instantly perks up at the chance of being able to find our mate and my resolve about not going lessens. "But-" my mothers interrupt me " no I'm putting my foot down, go live a little. It's an experience and gets you put of this pack even if it's for a couple hours." I nod, my wolf stirring and still excited about getting a mate.
After my mother convinced me to go she made me go out shopping in preparation for tomorrow. Don't get me wrong I loved my comfy clothes but on the chance I did get to dress up which was rarely I loved it.
I get in my car and drive to mall, singing to myself and probably looking crazy to other drivers. I pull up to the mall and get out locking my car and putting my keys in my bag. I walk in and gander at multiple shops.

After about two hours I find the perfect dress. It looked and was perfect. I walk out the mall get on my car and drive home feeling dread and excitement for what was going to happen tomorrow.